Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world laughed
No one cried and in the sea
No fish, no lives
No one
No one died.
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world turned
Looking at itself
Making no excuses, no lies
Just told the truth
With open-hearted sighs.
Wouldn’t it be nice
If the world alone
Gave all the happiness
Needed to survive
Holding everyone in a grasp
So tender, so alive.
Wouldn’t it be nice, Wouldn’t it be nice
~ Patrice
*Please help STOP Shark Finning
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
My heart does pump and thump
the core of me
my beating heart.
Onward she goes with no breath taken
alive making no mistakes
my beating heart.
Commanding all with every beat
giving living life while being discreet
my beating heart.
She works in sync without a stop
oh how I need you
my dear beating heart.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Thinking about
remembering when
life was easy
and
very different
Was then just a step
I tread upon
to reach the sky
and
beyond?
Did I obtained
my desires
or
should I sit back,
sit down
and
begin again?
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Courting life, fleeing death
Time passes
Taking no regard for
The rest.
Holding close, pushing aside
All things
I love, despise.
In tomorrow
The world may change
Leaving everything
Just the same.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Art is a thing of
Beauty
Sweetness
Strength
Anger
Kindness
Remorse
Compassion
Honesty
and
Bliss.
Not just a Man’s name.
~ Patrice
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Will I show you who I am
Will I reveal the face
I know I’ve been?
Will the lines of tomorrow
Be etched
Across my taunt skin?
Will the ones
That happened yesterday
Be still there
In a full or forced grin?
I don’t know the answer
Cause you see
I don’t know who I’ve been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Are our thoughts real
Or dreams we lived
In bed at night
Moving thru
An existence surreal
Living as life.
Are the things we see
Real or imagery
Will they move in life
Or just be known
Seen
In the realm of night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
The worst is over
The healing begins to mend
Silently
We hold one another
We know we are together
Once again.
No one will break us apart
No, never again
Will we be so bitter, angry
With one another
For the healing, the mending
Now begins.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
I see your life in front of me
I see when you fail
And
When you succeed.
Yours is not a life of in-between
You go for all
You leave nothing undone
Nothing not tried.
Yes
That’s the way
The way it all seems.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Riley passed away
yesterday
his beating heart stopped
his breath ceased to be
only memories
memories that is all we have
you see.
A gentle, kind, wondrous guy
knowing, knowledgeable
a smile on his face
devoted beyond belief
this was Riley
who now has been.
He passed away, passed away
yesterday
rest in peace sweet Riley
you were loved and loved
unconditionally.
~ Patrice
~ My deepest condolences to his family and all that loved him ~
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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